a Nudder Ouch

Claire had a rough Monday. She took a big spill at full speed; tripping on a ball and landing on her lip and knee. Post-injury we headed to the post office and library, where several people admired her wounds with appropriate amounts of empathy and awe...Claire approved. Later that day she walked head first into a door, banged her knee again on the sidewalk, and then took a header into the grass onto the playground. To quote Claire, "a nudder ouch".